"Oh, no, I've never heard of the guy. How could I have possibly heard about myself?" He asks sarcastically. "But sure. Why not. You're a version of me. You wear the hair well enough, I suppose."

Wow. That really looked like the worst coffee imaginable. Alongside the heaps of sugar, it would be sure to give anyone living a heart attack from sheer disgust.

"What should I call you, then? I've settled on Falcon, so call me that."